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Just a minute before you leave, girl,Just a minute before you touch the door.What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl?Do you think we can talk about it some more?You know, the streets are filled with vipersWho've lost all ray of hope,You know, it ain't even safe no moreIn the palace of the Pope.

Don't fall apart on me tonight,I just don't think that I could handle it.Don't fall apart on me tonight,Yesterday's just a memory,Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to beAnd I need you, yeah.

Come over here from over there, girl,Sit down here. You can have my chair.I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl.The only place open is a thousand miles away and I can't take you there.I wish I'd have been a doctor,Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost,Maybe I'd have done some good in the world'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed.

Don't fall apart on me tonight,I just don't think that I could handle it.Don't fall apart on me tonight,Yesterday's just a memory,Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to beAnd I need you, oh, yeah.

I ain't too good at conversation, girl,So you might not know exactly how I feel,But if I could, I'd bring you to the mountaintop, girl,And build you a house made out of stainless steel.But it's like I'm stuck inside a paintingThat's hanging in the Louvre,My throat start to tickle and my nose itchesBut I know that I can't move.

Don't fall apart on me tonight,I just don't think that I could handle it.Don't fall apart on me tonight,Yesterday's gone but the past lives on,Tomorrow's just one step beyondAnd I need you, oh, yeah.

Who are these people who are walking towards you?Do you know them or will there be a fight?With their humorless smiles so easy to see through,Can they tell you what's wrong from what's right?

Do you remember St. James StreetWhere you blew Jackie P.'s mind?You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feetAnd laid his life on the line.

Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,No more booby traps and bombs,No more decadence and charm,No more affection that's misplaced, girl,No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms.What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants?He looked so baffled and so bewilderedWhen he played and we didn't dance.

Don't fall apart on me tonight,I just don't think that I could handle it.Don't fall apart on me tonight,Yesterday's just a memory,Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to beAnd I need you, yeah.